I'm staring at this glass while my blood still drips and the music fades
And I'll stand like this for just one night before the shadow breaks, breaks away
But I'm not there yet, I'm cold and worn and a little at ease with my destiny
I'm not there yet, I'm cold and worn but I'm a little at ease with my destiny
How can I stop this frenzy of guilt for all the shelter under the tallest tree
So you walked too fast, you forgot to look back and there I stood holding the smallest branch
But I'm not there yet, I'm cold and worn and a little at ease with my destiny
Sleeping here, a dying heart. I'm trapped in here, an eternal eclipse
A way to find these strings for my arms, as limp as they may be, as limp as they may be
But I'm not there yet, I'm cold and worn but I'm a little at ease with my destiny
